Doors

[Police begin questioning the Alexanders and Donovans almost immediately in relation to the Murphy shootings. The media frenzy from months earlier is rekindled, with all the Alexander/Donovan/Murphy documentaries and tabloid fodder being re-aired. The press follows all three families around, and pictures are snapped and put online almost within minutes of being taken. The rumors about sexual triangles begin again in earnest, and they only intensify when the police department makes a statement about the persons of interest in the case. There is no official statement regarding alibis, but the information leaks and spreads quickly in the chaos. Joey Alexander, who has a history of violent crime and manslaughter, is the prime suspect. His sister, Iris Morgenstern, is once again in the spotlight as a possible conspirator with Joey, since she has no viable alibi. Statements are made regarding her mental state and instability, which seem to make her a viable accomplice in this crime. Also, whispers begin circulating that Ashleigh Donovan, who sources claim is pregnant with Alexander Murphy's child, is missing. All members of the Donovan and Alexander family are asked to remain in the area for questioning, and search warrants are drawn up for the homes of Joey and Iris.]

[The day after this, when Robert begrudgingly lets her go.]

[Locked to "Em"/Death]
Let me guess, we're not sisters?

[Locked to Ivy and Harley]
Girls, please tell me you're both in the mood to cause some trouble.

[Comm to Dylan M]

[Around 3 am. She's nowhere near the safehouse, and she is so unbelievably drunk. Beep.]

[Joey A]

I saw the news.

[Text(s) to Harley Q.]

Harley hi.

memory is back long story

coordinating stuff with bats

may not be at the greenhouse for a while

kitty there yet?

[After the news breaks, phone call to Joey A]
Ring!

[Public, Gotham & open to anyone with a comm/journal]

[Gotham's Peace Department falls first. And, let's face it, that doesn't take very long at all. Pheromones and handcuffs, and the little keepers of the peace are all trussed naked at their desks by 10:15 p.m. Their little squad cars are all flat and empty, and the phones ring and ring and no one can answer them.

Why? Good question.

Maybe it has something to do with Gotham Bank, and the fact that three women emptied it out, while leaving more naked cops in their trail? Or maybe it's the trussed up workers at the museum, the ones vowing their love to plants while some precious artifacts are gone, gone? Or maybe it's the three very, very wealthy Gotham families that just lost some very, very old jewels, and who are covered in hyena slobber?

Or, and this is the most likely, maybe it's the zoning office, where the plans for the demolition of one of Gotham's last natural habitats is being planned? After all, the place is going up into the Gotham night like fireworks.

And anyone who turns on the comms? They can hear three very familiar voices. The girls are broadcasting on all channels, and they're just getting started. Oh, and they're helpfully setting themselves to transcribe to the journals. They're sweet that way.]